Beauty And The Bard Poem by Asuatang Abasiekong

Sat the bard by earth calmed seas,
Yet troubled as stung by bees
Alost in ripples of love's intra-course
Beauty's sight would be worthy nurse!

Nature bred you fair in Pageant stock
With dark and long flowing locks
Character warm, with uncommon mien
One so rare amongst the lassies of men

Like an African setting sun
Golden, mild, yet in distance gone
Leaving memories of sunny morn
In tempest psyche of emotions borne

With feather-ink on mental pads
Lyrics known only to old bards
Beauty is described by a Beholder
Would be songs, were he a singer!